Brixton Zebrahead
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Started off as I fall in a ball of flame
Burning out on each sentiment
It's all in vain
Shot your 44 caliber
Words with aim
You might have killed the heart but you left the brain
Devastated and I hate it see your eyes are insane
Gray and dissipate a building just like rust on a chain drained
Dislocated echo in the things you say
You might have killed the heart but you left the brain
(Your words are making me sick)
No more lies
(Enough with your rhetoric)
(Whoa-oh)
What do you got to hide?
(Whoa-oh)
You're dead inside
What a wonderful lie
Don't you feel alive?
(Whoa-oh)
What do you got to hide?
(Whoa-oh)
You're dead inside
What a wonderful lie
Don't you feel alive?
Burning out on each sentiment
It's all in vain
Shot your 44 caliber
Words with aim
You might have killed the heart but you left the brain
Devastated and I hate it see your eyes are insane
Gray and dissipate a building just like rust on a chain drained
Dislocated echo in the things you say
You might have killed the heart but you left the brain
(Your words are making me sick)
No more lies
(Enough with your rhetoric)
(Whoa-oh)
What do you got to hide?
(Whoa-oh)
You're dead inside
What a wonderful lie
Don't you feel alive?
(Whoa-oh)
What do you got to hide?
(Whoa-oh)
You're dead inside
What a wonderful lie
Don't you feel alive?
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